I Told ’Em Three 6 Mafia
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[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Mafia
Ya, you niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playing no motherfucking TV show or movie nigga
Lookin' to test me sucka?
I'll show you niggas where motherfuckin' tears come from nigga
From the motherfuckin' haze of these niggas guns right here boy
It's goin' down
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be
I swear, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Come one, come all to the Hypnotize gun show
Young ho, gun let go, I've been gung-ho
Run yo' click clean out of that shit
Did they forget, or did they not know who they was fuckin' with?
D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit
Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it
Prayin' when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker
Call me The Undertaker for haters causin' vapors
And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em
They caught bullets and they burn just like a oven
And we can do it however, it ain't no use to play
Fire on a nigga like they used to say, ya
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Mafia
Ya, you niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playing no motherfucking TV show or movie nigga
Lookin' to test me sucka?
I'll show you niggas where motherfuckin' tears come from nigga
From the motherfuckin' haze of these niggas guns right here boy
It's goin' down
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be
I swear, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Come one, come all to the Hypnotize gun show
Young ho, gun let go, I've been gung-ho
Run yo' click clean out of that shit
Did they forget, or did they not know who they was fuckin' with?
D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit
Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it
Prayin' when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker
Call me The Undertaker for haters causin' vapors
And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em
They caught bullets and they burn just like a oven
And we can do it however, it ain't no use to play
Fire on a nigga like they used to say, ya
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